Soheb Niazi is a poet based in Delhi. He has been a student of Politics from Jawaharlal Nehru University. His writings have been published in various journals across the internet. His poems most recently were part of the journal Le Zaporogue 13. Visit his blog to read more of his poems.
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TWO POEMS
by Soheb Niazi LULL LIKE BEFORE
tulips cannot be roses not roses just any flower cold wind chills bone no bone that not chills impervious to sound sight and smell we march so blind no march so ever fade into walls thick thicker than yet before who is to blame? who is to blame? both friends and foes have never been so bore such that they wore stupors glistening of gold of breezy interludes breaking intent back bare resign we must to luck not luck to fail HALF A SONNET TO GINSBERG
showing your new copy of Ginsberg to your father was precisely what Ginsberg spoke of as his gravest fear at being published; a mistake father, reading till all the very end, pronouncing the syllables rolled at the back of the bend of queers, of sex and dope so lay out there to lick lust lisp lick and play |